When I first became a blogger, I quickly learned that in order to grow my blog, I needed to read and comment on other blogger’s posts. So when I started The Magic of Mothering, I knew I had to find other blogs that had similar themes and then read and comment on them. One such blog I read regularly is Thien-Kim Lam’s, I’m Not the Nanny, raising biracial kids in a race conscious world. I found out about Kim’s blog at the BlogHer 14 conference I attended this past summer.
Obviously Kim writes about raising kids and even though her kids are young and still at home I like reading her posts. One such post from September 5th really touched me as it brought back memories of the time when my son was under five, before my daughter was born. As a stay at home mom, I got to spend such delicious time with him. Unlike Kim’s son Jaxson, my son did not hold my hand often when we went exploring and walking. But like Joxson, my son was sweet and loving. I loved the adventures we went on when it was just the two of us.
What was it like for you when you had special time with just one child?
My New Personal Trainer
September 5, 2014 · by Thien-Kim Lam ·
With his big sister back in school, Jaxson definitely feels the Sophia-sized hole in his day. Last week, he and I began a new routine. Right after the school bus picks up his sister, we head to our local park for a walk. Since April, I’ve been quietly making changes to my diet and ramping up my physical activity. I was more than happy to talk a walk in the crisp morning air with my little guy.
On the first day of school (for Sophia), Jaxson and I donned our sneakers, filled our water bottles, and took advantage of the early morning quiet of our favorite park. I wasn’t sure how our first morning walk would go. He seems to only have two speeds whenever we walk around the pond full of ducks and geese: running ahead of me or stopping every few minutes to pick up “a piece of nature.”
Jaxson moves and talks non-stop from the moment he wakes up to when he finally falls asleep, surrounded by his swarm of pillows. But his sweeter side took charge our first day walking. I joked that I wouldn’t be able to keep up with him, since he’s so fast. As soon as we stepped onto the pathway, he firmly took hold of my hand and rarely let go during our 1.5 mile walk. I joked that he was my personal trainer–because he made sure I didn’t fall behind. To my surprise, he kept a brisk pace.
With a firm grasp on my hand, he took charge. He would not leave me behind.
In the midst of parenting, I forget how empathetic and sweet my kids are. Especially Jaxson who loves to play rough and is passionate about everything he talks about. That morning, I held his hand every time he slipped his smaller fingers into my adult sized palm. I never let go first. I soaked in those short thirty minutes as we strolled around the park.
My little boy was growing up but he still loved me best. Sometimes it frustrates me that he only wants his mom, but that morning I was happy to be the center of his world.
Every day I look forward to our morning walks. It’s become our special time together.
Do you go for strolls at your park?
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